“You never get it back, but to this day I don’t regret splitting up.”

I would like to sing the theme tune of a big film – something like ‘Titanic’.

When you love someone, and you’ve lost that one, then nothing really matters.

My professional persona never loosens its grip, keeping an eye on me at all times.

There was a time when the music fell silent. Both within me and around me.

I have one pug and one Czechoslovakian dog called Prazsky krysarik.

Abba’s last tour was a success but awful for me.

I must be allowed to be as I am.

No one who has experienced facing a screaming, boiling, hysterical audience can avoid feeling shivers in the spine. It’s a thin line between celebration and menace.

I am uninterested in appearing in newspapers and on television.

When I was 25, Abba was formed. After Abba I made three solo albums. Maybe I have been productive enough.

I have always had strong maternal instincts.

It’s just that song, and I’m trying to really sound like what the song is about.

Not a vital necessity, like it is for so many people. I enjoy it but I can see right through it!

My path has not been determined. I shall have more experiences and pass many more milestones.

I’m a country bumpkin. I’m not a showgirl.

It’s strange that the newspapers don’t see a connection between their false revelations about my private life and my need for seclusion and security.

When I’m in power, here’s how I’m gonna put the country back on its feet. I’m going to put sterilizing agents in the following products: Sunny Delight, Mountain Dew, and Thick-Crust Pizza. Only the ‘tardiest of the ‘tards like the thick crust.

Everything seems overwhelming when you stand back and look at the totality of it. I build a lot of stuff and it would all seem impossible if I didn’t break it down piece by piece, stage by stage.

As good as you’ve been to this world is as good as it’s gonna be right back to you.

I’m not here to perform. I’m here to sign autographs. You have to wait till I come back with my own hand.

If I hold back, I’m no good. I’m no good. I’d rather be good sometimes, than holding back all the time.

I had an uncle who, looking back, was probably not the most-educated physician around but he carried it off so well.

That’s the funny thing about America–the blessed thing. As many people as there are to hold you back, there are angels whose humanity makes up for all the others.

You have to sing loud and move wild with all that in back of you. Now, I don’t know how to perform any other way.